a girl... |
To admireTo sing withTo brush teeth withTo climb trees withTo dream withTo drink coffee withTo make me stop smokingTo calm my drinking habitsTo go eat withTo pick out my clothesTo sit on back porches ...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 02:16:00 PST |
just babbling? |
Do you ever feel like you're suppose to be somewhere else?Doing something else?Do you ever feel like never waking up?Do you ever feel like the world is at your feet?But do you ever feel like you can't...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 02:06:00 PST |
never on time |
the blade is so coldas it tangles in my stomachmy arteries anticipate releaseonly the wizard in my braincan wish it awaybut it still remainsi can't get rid of late nights and wishing by myselfi do not...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 01:12:00 PST |
Chucky’s Back |
I read a letter Left in my truck from months pastIt spoke of painIt reaked of desperationIt was tainted with bloodLines of cutting,Torture and regretsWho was she running fromWho was this toAs I read o...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 05:22:00 PST |
Til Death... |
Ive hung it upJust for you to seeWith every intention Of tearing you apartI know it hurtsI know it doesBut when push comes to shoveWe all have lines to crossWe take it too farSo see how long we can pl...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 12:44:00 PST |
This is really good toast |
The only way she can escape is through her dreamsShe knows no one's watchingHer lips lying against the pillow or the one she lovesShe knows how to get to sleep at nightSo sleepMy dream, sleepUntil mor...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 01:52:00 PST |
Get your HAND off his COCK, JOHN |
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Posted by Tokin Topher on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 02:39:00 PST |
Enough to go ’round |
I am comletely full of loveMy mouth reaks of candy heartsMy ears surrender to songs of heartache and passionMy legs bend to honor those closeMy fingers paint the most beautful picturesOf things unseen...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 11:31:00 PST |
The Day The Rain Ends |
Girls dont believe in love anymoreThey've hidden it away in their back pocketAnd when the rain comesWe'll have our chanceWe will stare through the windowThey will pick and chooseWe will never be good ...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 12:51:00 PST |
Let me be your swear word |
We sift through the carcoal The blackest of nightsWe search for comfort in warm touchThats not how i roll...Let her be smartLet me listen to her for hoursLet her talk about politics, books, God, lifeL...
Posted by Tokin Topher on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 01:09:00 PST |
